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a long time trying to fathom which were trips and which were trailers
England has been bleeding into every police station
Into every schoolyard, every war
the chips
20's for the six
Hollows for the clips
Try me, if you think I'm playing bitch
And the police we'll have another crime scene taker
Jim Star crush
city of the crime scene
Paint a better picture call me ace Banksy
They scoop you off the floor like fall raked leaves
Nigga take a knee 'cause this
streets
I'm greetin' bustas wit' the heat
And you can see me clearly like a DVD
When I beat on your ass like a MPC
I'm twistin' bitches up like the dreads
with the Ice
Are you insane?
This shit is bigger than me
Be warned
It's the calm before the storm
And every fuckin thing I write
Is gonna be analyzed by
from, ya'll talk to the police
Where you come from niggas never get it shakin
Y'all be internet killin, iPhone bangin

I got the Louieā€™s on my feet,
Nowhere you'll see.

Locked him up in the store room of Mrs. McVeigh's Inn.
Take tea up in the manor Sir Robert Grayson.
The farmer through the window
don't run out of breath
Every step could be death 'til you blast
And be the last nigga left, then I'll be ghost

Don't cry, just ask why, and try not
breath."

"And I'll watch for the train if you'll jump down.
Pick him up and hand it to me.
If we take him to the vet, if we save his life,
Think how
respect an OG
You can't get by if you don't respect an OG
You can't get by if you don't respect an OG

Cause every corner I turn a nigga testing me
drop it's heard on every f***in'' street
Like the sound of police who run the street really
And every hood let you grow 
From the hustlaz up at Harlem
drop it's heard on every fuckin'' street
Like the sound of police who run the street really
And every hood let you grow 
From the hustlaz up at Harlem
by any name

A known criminal is sentenced to death
Now the legal system controls his last breath
He tries to fight execution with petitions and pleas
lies, Smith-n-Wessunalise
I seen the best of them die
Especially Test and I, put the tek to ya eye
So you can see death, take a deep breath and say
by any name

A known criminal is sentenced to death
Now the legal system controls his last breath
He tries to fight execution with petitions and pleas
the streets ain't all that."
I mean the calliope projects done change
Right from roges tablet you find the fuckin police man
And niggaz still servin bubble ups
wetting up the block every section hot
The gats flash out by leaps and bounds
Now police and hounds making up grounds
Cause they chasing me down 
I'm all
remember what I said
Human'll find truth to tell a lie
Take away my past and don't show me I can fly
Sly like Stone, it's on, you say peace
I can't
They way the floor open up you think I'm hiding spaceships
French chefs, the best grapes on they breath
Louie aprons on the Yank cats, the puffy cooks
these blocks
You know these hot glocks
Cock till you drop
All you wanna-be cops
You don't wanna see shots
I beef deep with the police
Beat what
love the fact that every night
You hear whispers convincing you to end it all by daylight
I'm about to take flight and shut em all up
Just thought I'd
anti-Semitic, Jews are cheap
With every breath their breathing through large beaks
They're telling more fibs and squeezing four kids into two car seats
What
you think I'm hiding spaceships
French chefs, the best grapes on they breath
Louie aprons on the Yank cats, the puffy cooks the rest
Besides I got
Because I'm tired of maturity, airport insecurity
Runnin' from the thought police, fightin' with the go-betweens
Hold up, let me steal a breath
help her get up on her feet?
She keep a different nigga, now she end up pregnant every week
I pray you take these devils out our life, lord
That's our